Best and te worst

I had nowhere to go,no one to care and no where to be.

I'm a space on the earth.

I'm a breathing receptical.

A man without a heart.

A sin without shame.

A wreck ball without aim.

I woke up to an empty house

My mind told me to repent

But my heart didn't want to

I know it's no use I'm damned

I hurt everyone

Too many sins,too far from Allah.

I went to the front door looking at our home but it's a house not a home.

It's derelict like my heart,devoid of warmth,love and happiness.

I'm alone.

Exactly a year ago

Dad dragged me to Mr Rothsteins casino,I wanted to refuse but he made it so hard.

I thought I'd be free after this,he said he'd break mums heart if I didn't agree.

I hate him .

The night was going ok till dad started gambling MY money away.

No less he lost to tariq the biggest criminal of Harlem.

"look big t I dont have 1.3mill ,dad got Carried away please man can't we drop it?"he laughed evilly